Solemnity, peace and care.
Where?
I ask again,
Where …
in a world at war
who lives like that?
Where?
I ask again,
Where …
in a world at war
who lives like that?
Peace, care and solemnity
in the air, water of life
Where are we
but a continuing of life’s strife.
Struck, damned,
pollution everywhere.
Who is to care, believe of count?
But I do.
But my time, as is in life, has been short –
and now of course running out.
Love pervades, perfumes bloom
but dust, as nuclear a constancy –
and falls upon any anywhere
and who knows, cares and counts
let alone in a conscience calls out and shouts …
“Let there be peace everywhere
defeat nuclear war
and war mongering slaves to corruption,
criminalities and off-shored”.
August 24th, 2017
Tags: Being
